Feng Mang

Translated by Amaryllideae, (am looking for an editor for this project if anyone wants to volunteer :3)

Han Dong still secretly signed with Wang Zhongding.

But this did not hinder his plans. If it was said that before it was purely a matter of looking for Wang Zhongding’s faults, then now it was purely for revenge.

Motherfucker! He wouldn’t even replace a set of furniture for me!

Laozi won’t count on you now, will do it myself, and live well!

Han Dong usually likes to take some random crap back to his dormitory. Today, he brought a large tree branch back. Zhang Xinghu was just about to go out and seeing the instance of Han Dong’s battle with the tree was immediately frightened.

“My God, you... how did you lift this into the elevator?”

Han Dong’s like a grandfather returned with a sentence: "I didn’t take the elevator and climbed up the stairs."

Zhang Xinghu sighed: “You really like to do this. How thick of an instrument do you want to make? Do you want to make it for an elephant to play?”

“Why would I use this as a musical instrument! I will use it to make a bed.”

Obtaining his own wood material to make a bed, how much engineering work would that take? Zhang Xinghu increasingly admired Han Dong’s leisurely frame of mind.

“Why don’t you just buy one?”

“No money.”

“You should have said that earlier! I will let you borrow some.” Zhang Xinghu had a face of generosity.

Unexpectedly, Han Dong’s hand waved and replied coldly: "I’ll remember it, but this one will not take a cent of money!"

......

On the set, Li Shang was scolded in front of everyone again by the director.

“Your expression is not in place. How many times have I told you? Acting is to act "detailed", if the details are not well handled, how will it feel real? The feeling you give me is always so sloppy, always lacking that essential part of the expression......”

[T/N: Chinese lesson again I guess lol~ The director said: "演戏就是演’细’". The pinyin is "yan xi jiu shi yan xi". 演戏 refers to acting. 细 (xi) which is also pronounced the same as 戏 is a different character that means "detailed". So the director was making a pun, kind of lol. I love pointing out plays on words because I find them to be so clever sometimes XD]

The agent took a step forward, “Director, let him take a break, I think you are tired too.”

The director waved his hand impatiently. “Forget it, forget it, let’s end it here today.”

Li Shang’s assistant was not far away, speaking on the phone, and the agent seeing it roared loudly.

“What are you doing just chatting away! Hurry and send a towel over there, you have no foresight at all.”

Li Shang had a good temper, and he is also joked with the assistant. “What are you chatting about? Laughing so happily.”

“Talking about the Great Immortal of our company, I heard that he is quite mysterious, and many people are seeking him out.”

When he heard the three words "the Great Immortal, Li Shang sighed of relief in his heart. He didn’t dare to ask who it was, so he only tentatively inquired. "Hasn’t Chief Wang always hated superstition?"

“So that’s why I’m saying this person is very mysterious! Even Chief Wang can not drive him away, hahaha...”

Shortly after returning to the hotel, the agent went to Li Shang’s room.

“I checked, he’s called Han Dong.”

Hearing this name, Li Shang smiled somehow, feeling a somewhat incomprehensible and complex mood.

Those who ought to have come are coming now...

“But I looked at the list of the newly signed artists, and there is no him. He has already been in the company for half a month, changed two agents, and finally was given up on. In this period, the company will be judging your strengths. In terms of strength, Chief Wang did not take him seriously, and his stay is likely to be questionable.” The agent analyzed.

Li Shang however was very clear headed. He thought of the “forbidden five articles” that Liang Jing had mentioned in the contract. (About what Chief Wang absolutely could not stand.) He couldn’t help but sigh with sorrow: “It is a miracle that Han Dong was let to stay for so long with the disposition of Chief Wang.”

“But you have to think about it the other way around. The bad tricks in the article are also the fatal factors that limit his development. What kind of person is Chief Wang always? Is there a grain of sand in his eyes? Think about the colleagues you used to have. Out of them, which one was not qualified? And don’t forget, what he has, you also have, and what he doesn’t have, you also have.”

Li Shang remained silent.

The agent patted Li Shang’s shoulder and said, "Don’t think about it anymore, you two are not in the same league at all. Your concern is not good for you, remember your own worth."

......

Te piece of land on the east side of Zhongding Headquarters Building had been built into a "private manor". Whenever he had nothing to do, Xia Hongwei would come here to feed the fish... The 6 foot seven body standing on the small bridge. The pond, the wooden pavilion and a swan for accompaniment... it was quite easy on the eyes.

“Is the yew tree imported from the US still alive?” Xia Hongwei asked casually.

Towards this Wang Zhongding actually felt some sense of accomplishment and willingly conversed. “When it was first imported, it almost died. All the domestic experts in China were invited by me. It was treated for two months or so and I finally managed to support it.”

“You really can have that kind of heart, but when it comes to me you throw me to the side.”

“Yeah, your mind is spent on losing money.”

Xia Hongwei squinted Wang Zhongding. “Do you believe that I won’t cut down your tree?”

“If dare touch a single tree branch, I will get rid of one of your arms.”

[Hmmm wonder where that branch HD brought was from...]

Xia Hongwei instantly dumped all the bait in his hands into the water, and said coldly, “Then I should just break both.”

The two people joked and walked towards the forest area. In addition to the yew, there were other trees. However, these species were taken care of regularly by hired people. Only the yew was taken care of by Wang Zhongding personally.

“The tree is more than 300 years old?” Xia Hongwei asked again.

Wang Zhongding said: “It is almost 600 years old.”

“So old? I really can’t see it.”

"Wild yew grows slowly, and even in ten years it won’t grow the width of a finger."

“As you said, the tree is worth quite a lot of money?”

“I bought it using 370,000 US dollars. Now I wouldn’t sell it even for 370 million.”

As he spoke, he walked in front of the fence that was carefully guarded, opened the small iron gate, and the two men walked in together, and a bare trunk appeared in their field of vision...

Notes: Lol I just can’t; the antics Han Dong pulls~